Knights

Somewhere along the way, we rejected the noble knights in favor of hollow, lonely, and loveless celebrity. Frankly, it makes me want to wretch up the slick black of the abyss on behalf of us all. Chivalry didn’t fall on its own sword—people held it down and drove its own blade through its chest. It was just the beginning of the greater war against Love itself. They fail to see that slaying the mechanisms of hope is a futile effort, including chivalry. The very essence of hope lives and breathes in Loves realm, not it’s manifestations.